[Oh, what's this? Someone and his dogs are helping with the guns? Yay, helping! Mando's Fraxure, Mudhorn, enthusiastically pitches in, nudging the attendants along with his horns and chortling at the dogs.]
[Mando glances up, and nods when he sees someone else has helped gather the guns and the attendants.]
You're right.
[He turns his attention back to the attendants.]
You! Pay attention!
[Then he continues disassembling and cleaning, at the exact same pace as before. No one is going to learn anything from these two.]
You know guns.
[Said more quietly, and approvingly, to the stranger. Finally, someone else who appreciates a firearm!]
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[Mando glances up, and nods when he sees someone else has helped gather the guns and the attendants.]
You're right.
[He turns his attention back to the attendants.]
You! Pay attention!
[Then he continues disassembling and cleaning, at the exact same pace as before. No one is going to learn anything from these two.]
You know guns.
[Said more quietly, and approvingly, to the stranger. Finally, someone else who appreciates a firearm!]